Immortal, my aptitude is mediocre

Chapter 37 The Figure in Front of the Stove
When Chen Sheng set foot on Zhuxia Peak again, it was already half a month later.

He was familiar with the duties of the deacon of the medicine hut, and it took him some time, and it took half a month to pull the weeds.

In the study of the first-order spiritual grass catalog, he slowed down and reviewed the people and things before.

"Deacon Mo, be polite."

When he came to the Sutra Pavilion, he saw Mo Haihai lying under the counter warming himself by the fire, and then he spoke softly, clasped his hands together, and looked like he was visiting.

This was of course a joke, and Mo Dahai knew it, so he said with a smile, "Deacon Chen, it's quite a sight."

After speaking, the old and the young looked at each other and suddenly burst out laughing.

"How is it over there?"

Mo Dahai didn't know much about the medicine house. He heard that there were alchemists who specialized in alchemy there, and it was an extremely important place in the outer sect.

"Very good, I have a good relationship with Master Xi, and he is willing to teach me about alchemy."

Chen Sheng talked about the common sense of the medicine house, layout division, staffing, etc. He also said that he and Xi Fu got along very well, and he was also a warm-hearted old man who was willing to teach him the knowledge of alchemy.

"Alchemy, that is a good craft, you still have the ability."

There was a hint of envy in Mo Haihai's words. When he was young, he also wanted to take the path of an alchemist, but he had no relationship with this aspect, and he had nothing to gain, so he could only be a pure immortal cultivator. Killing in the wind and rain in order to live forever, but it is also rare to live forever.

"In the future, your descendants will report your name. I am still alive, and it will not be easy to learn."

Mo Dahai put aside decades of accumulated favors to pave the way for Chen Sheng. He is not a heartless person, and he will definitely do what he can do.

This regret, Mo Dahai can't make up for it, but his descendants can try to walk on the road of alchemy.

"The old man can't shirk this time. I hope that you can step into the ranks of alchemists earlier and provide a wider stage for my kid."

Hearing this, Mo Dahai was so excited that he almost smashed the armrest of the grand teacher's chair. This is a chance to become an alchemist, and even an old deacon like him is helpless.

Chen Sheng's future is very clear to him, and it is not easy. It is a blessing for his descendants to have such a promise.

"Old Mo, why are you so happy?"

When Deacon Zhou came over, he was a little surprised. Mo Haihai's blood color was extremely bad. After such a kung fu, he was blushing with a smile, obviously extremely happy.

"Let me tell you, Brother Chen's luck is really not bad. He is already in contact with alchemists. Why don't I reserve a seat in advance and let him give my descendants a chance."

Mo Dahai didn't keep it private, he told about Chen Sheng's involvement in alchemy, and secretly poked at him to make Deacon Zhou take action.

"I also want."

Deacon Zhou was extremely decisive, and asked for it immediately. He would also herd one sheep and two sheep, and he would not increase the burden on Chen Sheng.

"it is good."

Chen Sheng also agreed very straightforwardly. Deacon Zhou had made great efforts in making him become the deacon of the medicine house. It is rare to eat a big cake now.

"Old Mo, how long can your body last?"

Afterwards, Deacon Zhou's expression turned worried. He was quite clear about Mo Dahai's situation, and it would not last long.

"Half a year."

Mo Hai smiled lightly.

For this matter, he already has a bottom line in his heart, so it can't be said that he was disappointed.

Besides, longevity is not easy to come by.

He has practiced Taoism all his life, he has never been invaded by poverty, he has seen the vast world, he will enjoy happiness when he grows old, and he will have a place for future generations, which is already extremely perfect.

"I still have a few years to live, and then I will offer incense to you."

Seeing Mo Dahai's state of mind, if it is peaceful, Deacon Zhou is relieved.

What he is most afraid of is that there are some people in Mo Hairu who know that they are going to die, but they still make troubles, making them full of demons, and they can't change the result, so they leave in an ugly manner.

"Although that's what I said, I was quite shocked when I heard it."

Mo Hai said with a smile.

But I was also touched. Before I left, there was an old buddy who was always by my side. It was a blessing.

"Go to the Qingjing courtyard, Luzhu is already preparing the celebration banquet for my promotion to the deacon of the medicine house."

Chen Sheng couldn't be like the two old-age deacons who looked lightly on the death of acquaintances. He changed the topic, which was also prepared before, a celebration banquet.

"Then go..."

The two pension deacons, who would not refuse the lively days, walked out of the Buddhist scriptures pavilion together.

Clean yard.

A temporary hearth was built in the east corner.

The figure of Luzhu is busy, she has prepared more than a dozen medicinal meals, put them on the table, and what she is cooking now is a golden flame free-range chicken.

Seeing the three of Chen Sheng approaching, she greeted, "Sit down, you'll be fine soon."

talking.

When the fire started up, she used a spoon to stir-fry the cut meat for a while, and soon a burst of aroma diffused out.

"You boy, you are so lucky."

Sitting on a comfortable chair, Mo Dahai looked at the dozen or so exquisite herbal meals and the busy green beads in front of him, and he was extremely optimistic about Chen Sheng's second half of his life.

"Yes, yes, Luzhu is the disciple of Elder Fuyunzi, why has he ever done such a thing?"

Deacon Zhou also thinks so. Luzhu has a good character and a good background, and has always been praised, but now she is willing to go to the stove and work hard. Who doesn't envy her.

"Are you misunderstanding something?"

There was a big question mark written on Chen Sheng's forehead, and he felt that the two pension deacons had misunderstood.

However, after being told this, he looked back at the green pearl in front of the stove. He was dressed in green, with a square scarf on his head, and his cuffs were rolled up, revealing a small half of his arm, as thin and white as a lotus root. A little bit of sweat.

At this moment, he admitted that Luzhu's makeup was not as delicate as usual, but it looked much better than before.

"All right."

After a stick of incense, Lvzhu came over with a plate of ready-made Jinyan chicken, and asked Chen Sheng and the three to start.

"good to eat."

After Chen Shengsheng chopsticks, he was full of praise. Luzhu definitely put his heart into it. Every meal has its own unique taste.

Because of his exposure to alchemy, he became more sensitive to the pharmacology, and found that the combination of ingredients and spirit herbs was extremely harmonious.

All in all, these meals are of the perfect level.

"Then you eat more."

Lu Zhu automatically ignored the compliments from the two senior care deacons, and saw that Chen Sheng was eating well, his eyes were as clear as water, and he was smiling, like a bright moon bay.

"What does Elder Fuyunzi say?"

As Chen Sheng walked along, there was Fu Yunzi helping him, so he asked Luzhu to tell the teacher that he wanted to visit and thank him in person.

"The teacher said that you are good at cultivation, just fine."

Green Pearl said truthfully.

"Elder Fuyunzi, a man of high righteousness."

Chen Sheng sighed in admiration, he had never even seen Fu Yunzi's face, and the old man had already given him a lot.

This kind of support without expecting anything in return is definitely a valuable quality in the world.

"That is, the reputation of the teacher is excellent in the entire outer sect. He does not expect anything in return for supporting the juniors. You should not take this kindness too much in your heart, lest you have a flawed mood."

Luzhu reassured Chen Sheng that the teacher was a warm person, like the sun, who warmed a person, but never said anything, and would never ask for anything.

(End of this chapter)